Wanzun Sword Emperor

Chapter 171 Killing technique, don't practice it

The Heavenly Sword is tens of feet tall.

On its blade, runes are densely covered, twisting like earthworms.

Those runes kept flickering.

With every flicker, the might of the sword above the Heavenly Sword becomes more terrifying.

As the huge Heavenly Sword fell, a terrifying shadow appeared on the ground below.

That huge shadow was like a mountain falling from the sky, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

Below the Heavenly Sword, one after another, figures charged up with terrifying spiritual energy.

Those people had ferocious faces and red eyes.

"Get out of here, old man!"

An old man directly chopped off the person rushing in front of him and shouted angrily.

A stream of powerful spirit energy overflowed, sending everyone around flying out.

Facing the old man who was close to rank eight of Nirvana, many people were shocked.

At this time, the old man had already rushed forward, facing the Heavenly Sword from afar.

"Haha, I've been waiting!"

"Heavenly Sword, it's mine!"

The old man laughed wildly, behind him, those nirvana all threw out powerful martial arts one after another.

Those martial arts overwhelmingly blasted towards the old man.

Seeing the old man gradually approaching Tianjian, many people's expressions changed drastically.

"Old man Yang, how dare you!"

"Old man Yang, stop!"

There were voices full of killing intent, but they couldn't catch up.

They don't want to miss that unique opportunity.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
A series of figures did not hesitate to consume their own blood, and then frantically chased after them.

Five figures approached Tianjian one after another.

The old man named Yang Laoer is within reach.

"He's about to touch the Heavenly Sword."

Bai Yi led An Churan step by step from the sky.

An Churan looked up and said.

"I can see it." Li Yisheng said, falling towards the open space below.

"Aren't you afraid that the other party will be recognized by the Heavenly Sword?" An Churan asked as he stepped on the huge stone steadily.

Li Yisheng was not worried, but said calmly, "He is going to die."

An Churan was startled, and then she understood.

Old man Yang resisted the power of the Heavenly Sword, then stretched out his palm and pressed it towards the Heavenly Sword.

He is so insignificant in front of Tianjian.

But at this moment, he was full of joy.

However, his joy did not last long.

When his palm touched the Heavenly Sword, Old Yang's whole body shook.

Under everyone's jealous eyes, I saw that old man Yang, who had passed the eighth turn of Nirvana, suddenly slammed and turned into a blood mist without warning.

He was like a small fish crashing into a big river and disappeared in an instant.

The scattered blood dripped on the faces of the four people behind them, making the figures of the four people freeze slightly.

Not only those four people, but even the many nirvana below, the body is also chilling at this moment.

However, their bodies just paused for a moment, and then they continued to rush towards the Heavenly Sword.

They don't know who will be recognized by Tianjian.

Therefore, they will continue to seize opportunities from fighting to touch the terrifying Heavenly Sword.

After all, what if that man of destiny is himself?
Tragic and pitiful scenes continued to be staged.

Those people on the pyramid of the caged world rushed out of the fighting one by one, and then bumped into the Heavenly Sword like ants, blooming and disappearing like fireworks.

The whole world is full of hatred, darkness.

[Locking God Chain] Under the roots, the earth splits, everything withers, and the crowd grows old.

Under the Heavenly Sword, Nirvana is like a dog, roaring unwillingly to meet destruction.

Thousands of people compete for one immortal, and thousands of bones pave the way.

An old figure walked out of Younan Sword Forest with a white bone sword, and walked towards the Heavenly Sword step by step.

Jian Shiyi looked at the huge Heavenly Sword, his old and sagging face showed a trace of nostalgia.

If he could do it all over again, he should have died in peace.

Thousands of years of loneliness are like wild ghosts, and old friends pass away quietly. In the end, there is only a place of sorrow and regret.

Then, he turned his head to look in the direction of Jianzong, his withered body knelt down in the void, and whispered in a hissed voice, "Let the sect be ashamed."

He has committed too many murders.

Those people are all innocent.

Jian Eleven silently kowtowed three times, then stood up, looking at the white robe below, "The last sword is called [Atonement]."

After speaking, the old man straightened up.

His withered body gradually plumped up.

The flesh and blood are reborn, and the muscles are like white jade.

At this moment, Jian Eleven glowed with brilliance again.

The Bone Sword in his hand groaned softly.

Jianzong, one after another figure rushed out and came to the void.

At this moment, those who knew Sword Eleven all stood in the sky, staring at the man who was still peerless in style, and seeing off Sword Eleven who once ruled an era.

"Bone, can you return to the Sword Market?"

Jian Shiyi looked at Li Yisheng.

Seemingly reluctant, the Bone Sword vibrated crazily.

Li Yisheng said silently, "I am not the suzerain."

The man in the air laughed, a little sad, and looked at Jian Junhao, "White bones are not allowed to enter the sword market, so let's throw them into the sword prison at Taichu Peak.

A wicked person cannot end well.

It's just that I need bones to suffer for me. "

Jian Eleven whispered, then threw the bone and landed in front of Jian Junhao, "I'm going."

After saying that, Jian Shiyi's robe was inspired, and a horrible breath overflowed.

Countless spiritual elements cover it, and layers of sword gangs are spliced ​​together.

At this moment, Sword Eleven really seemed to have turned into a heavenly sword.

This sword is the accumulation of 1000 years.

"Sinner, come to redeem!"

Crazy screams resounded throughout the world at this moment.

Then, the person who turned into a sword rushed out.

The tens of feet huge sword gang directly slammed into the sky sword.

If you are not recognized, it will destroy you.

Boom!
The air was turbulent.

The Sword Gang of Sword Eleven's incarnation collided with the Heavenly Sword, a terrifying energy erupted, and the people below were directly blown away and shattered.

click.
A small voice sounded.

The Heavenly Sword cracked a line.

However, a trace of regret came from the sword gang of Sword Eleven's incarnation, "It's still, can't you?"

No, then kill it!
In the next moment, the huge sword gang no longer confronted head-on.

Jian Eleven's remaining consciousness forcibly restrained a trace of Heavenly Sword's aura.

Then, he passed by with the Heavenly Sword and stabbed at the energy layer.

In front of the gate of heaven, one after another stared in shock at the sword gang that was the same size as the sky sword, and their eyes widened in astonishment.

That native is really amazing!

However, no matter how powerful it is, how can it break through the energy layer?
Each of them had a mocking look in their eyes.

Even the natives want to break through the energy barrier laid down by the Empress?

Without the energy of the Heavenly Sword, how could it be broken open?

Boom!
The next moment, the tens of feet of sword gang slammed into the energy layer.

Layer after layer of energy ripples appeared.

The sword gang is rapidly being consumed and shrunk.

The 'Shangxian' looked on coldly, full of teasing expressions.

"Hehe, humble thing."

"Can he go up?" An Churan asked.

Li Yisheng looked up, "I don't know either."

That sword was a little different.

The feeling that that sword gave Li Yisheng was a little fake and unreal.

The core of that sword is the condensed will of thousands of years, not a pure spirit sword.

Everyone is watching.

At this moment, they all stopped moving.

"open!"

In front of Tianmen, a group of people wanted to sarcastically, when a deep voice came from within Jian Gang.

I saw that the sword gang had pierced into the energy layer the next moment.

"It's the breath of the Heavenly Sword!"

Noticing that breath, everyone was startled.

The other party can actually plunder the breath of Tianjian?
Although there was only a hint of it, it also made them feel horrified.

Then, at the broken gap, Jian Shiyi rushed up like a stream of water!
"How is it possible?!" A group of people were horrified.

This scene was too sudden.

The other party actually used this method to cross the energy layer?

laugh.
When a group of people were inexplicably terrified, Jian Eleven had turned into a sword and began to kill.

At this moment, Jian Eleven has accumulated thousands of years of resentment, turned into a sharp sword, and frantically started killing among the crowd.

He doesn't have much time, he wants to kill a few more.

One after another figures fell down, their eyes full of shock.

However, these people came back to their senses very quickly, nearly a hundred people took action, and it took only a moment to kill the will that rushed up.

However, looking at the dozen or so people who fell, their eyes were full of horror.

Fortunately, there is only one such person.
Bang.
With the dissipation of Jian Shiyi's will, the tens of feet of Jian Gang disappeared completely.

A regretful voice came down from Nine Heavens, "From now on, I won't be able to practice swords.
Killing skills, don't practice it..."

(End of this chapter)